Writing Over The Rainbow

It has now been just over six weeks since I officially became a resident of New York.
It is still hard for me to realize that I am not home, or going to go home.

Also, the weather is more intense and unpredictable.

I have gotten into a routine, being that I don't currently have a job.

I get up, make coffee, check my social media sites and emails, eat some sort of breakfast and clean up. Then I continue on to cleaning the house, showering and getting dressed so I can perform any tasks I am meant to throughout the day. I also try to spend a few hours writing my book, while FaceTiming my beautiful friend.

Which currently is what I am doing. I have a horrible stomach ache today so I am not going to be writing until I feel better.

I had such a positive response with my writing recently that it has fueled me to keep going and try to pursue this more.

So in the last week, I have gone golfing for my first time, and by golfing I mean I have gone to a driving course, which is what you see in movies where there are a bunch of people lined up hitting golf balls out to an  open field, and you just stand in one spot. It helps you practice your form and figure out what works best for you.

We have also started playing tennis, at the park down our street. It is super difficult, but it is also a great couple hobby for us. It gives us time to just get away from our phones, the tv, the house, and just be outside and enjoy each others company. And you sweat A LOT!

Also, I went Kayaking for my first time EVER! I also did not capsize, which I am very proud of. I thought I was going to immediately. However, I must be better at balance than many give me credit for.

Not to mention, yesterday evening, I checked my email to see if any job offers had replied, and as I refreshed the page, Recess Coffee popped up and said they would officially like to offer me a position if I was still available and interested. I screamed and couldn't breathe. Finally one of my struggles was over!!!

Such a relief knowing that I will have a source of income. I cannot describe what it is like to uproot your entire life, move across the country for someone, and sit there waiting. I mean you really get to know yourself. I also couldn't afford to pay for school Fall term, or get a loan so it made searching for jobs that more pertinent. But this was the relief I needed. I had even started to get sick. Stress is not something my body has ever been able to handle well.

Let me explain why. Since I was very very little I have been getting sick. Throwing up constantly, and I mean if I told my parents I didn't feel good, there better be a trashcan or something near me quick. We never knew why. We always just assumed it had something to do with an overactive gerd, like both of my parents have. Thus, I began taking omeprazole. I even did a berium swallow. And let me tell you, NOT FUN. NOT like a milkshake.

Fast forward to me being eighteen and going to college, and the sickness getting worse. Probably because I have been through three antidepressants, and was starting birth control because my periods made me SUPER nauseous. Let me just top off the cake with the fact that I have extreme anxiety over change. I know it has to happen but moving from high school to college scared the poop out of me, and everyone could see it. My senior year wrecked me, and sometimes I still have setbacks from it.

So the summer before freshman year of college I was continuously sick. And I was applying to classes, getting stuff ready, and getting sick again. So we went to a gastro center where they insisted on doing an endoscopy, where they put me under and put a scope down my throat, then take a biopsy of my innards somewhere, and test it. The First time was okay-second time, I woke up in the middle of it!

Now don't be alarmed, it isn't common, and I was really nervous about it because I love to psych myself out. Also, I have always had the experience where after waking up from anesthetics where I cry and ask for my mom. The first time she wasn't there, so naturally, the second time made me more nervous.

After the second time, I ended up walking all around the Portland State University campus, going to the IRS building, and talking to an advisor all in the same day, when I should have been resting... Smart? Probably not. Come to find out a couple days later, I have a rare disease called Eosinophilic Gastroenteritis, and Esophagitis. Meaning that if my white blood cells are off count, then my insides become irritated or inflamed, and I get sick. Other than that, there isn't really much known about it.

Which is good and bad. Because not many people have it, and it really is just a case by case let's just see what happens situation. So I keep myself active, and healthy and try not to be stressed. That being said, it is hard. I have noticed this time around I haven't been sick, but I do get super tired and dizzy. So always new experiences coming. That is all I will say about that, because the rest is quite personal! I mean in depth, like birth and life span, etc. The good stuff.

So I hope that helped, and I hope you all had a wonderful Labor Day, feel free to comment what you did, and share this with your friends!

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